Give me

Give me your bliss
give me your pain
give me your hope
And then give it again
give me adoration
give me your dreams
give me your grief
Though it’s not what it seems
give me your everything
give me your loss
give me your light
No matter the cost
Give me your fears
give me your dread
give me your trust
And I’ll leave you for dead.

About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
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